One of my favourite cuisines is Japanese. If I could marry a platter of sushi, I probably would (hold the wasabi – I’m a wuss like that). The Japanese have a way with food; when I see those really made-up bentos, I wonder how anyone can eat them when they’re too pretty to pick apart. Now, I’m also a hard-core carnivore so even if I do love the fresh seafood prevalent in Japanese dishes, I still demand meat in my diet (or you know, lack of one). Continue Reading →
Here are some amusing quotes, in honour of St. Valentine:
- “If love is the answer, can you rephrase the question?” -Lily Tomlin
- “Love is grand; divorce is a hundred grand.” -Unknown
- “You can’t put a price tag on love, but you can on all its accessories.” -Melanie Clark
- “Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity.” -Albert Einstein
- “Love at first sight is possible, but it pays to take a second look.” -Unknown
- “I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.” -Woody Allen
- “If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?” -Unknown
- “A man who says his wife can’t take a joke, forgets that she took him.” -Oscar Wilde
- “Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.” -Samuel Johnson
- “Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.” -Lynda Barry
- “Nobody will ever win the battle of the sexes. There’s too much fraternizing with the enemy.” -Henry Kissinger
- “What the world really needs is more love and less paper work.” -Pearl Bailey
- “Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.” -Albert Einstein
- “When I eventually met Mr. Right I had no idea that his first name was Always.” -Rita Rudner
- “Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.” -Joan Crawford
- “Love is sharing your popcorn.” -Charles Schultz
- “Where love is the case, the doctor is an ass.” -English Proverb
- “No man is truly married until he understands every word his wife is NOT saying.” -Anonymous
- “Men are from Earth. Women are from Earth. Deal with it.” -George Carlin
- “Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.” -Jerome K. Jerome
- “The sincerest love is the love of food.” -George Bernard Shaw
I don’t quite know what to make of passion fruit. And I think the rest of the world would agree with me. I’ve often wondered why it’s called what it is when there seems to be nothing about it that evokes a strong emotional response in me.
At first glance, it seems a normal enough fruit: round, with a stem. Then when you figure out how to open one, you’re faced with a perplexing mass of slimy pulp and seeds. Then when you figure out how to eat it, you’re bound to mull over whether or not you like it. As a kid, it took me a while to finish a single passion fruit and as an adult, I’ll say that it’s something of an acquired taste. Continue Reading →
Hell hath no fury like a woman awoken by the sudden blaring of remixed party-club songs coming from her inconsiderate upstairs neighbour at three in the morning.
It’s bad enough that a month ago, this same upstairs neighbour decided to have a guy over. They subsequently began a concert of their own, past midnight on a Tuesday, attempting acappella versions of inane pop songs at the top of their lungs like rejects from a talent show audition on crack. They did this three nights in a row. On the third night, I stomped upstairs and pounded on their door for a good thirty seconds. No one opened it, but the caterwauling stopped. Now, this.
It’s 2013. Wow. A year has gone by so fast, doomsday predictions notwithstanding.
At around this time last year, I think I was sprawled on a couch, dramatically bemoaning my lack of a life. Or a job. Or anything - anything – meaningful going on.
2012 was a year of so many drastic changes in my life. A death in the family, a new job, packing up to move for that job, new living arrangements, new friendships, old friendships renewed, heartbreak, going back to a lifestyle I thought I’d forever left. It was like the relative tranquillity I enjoyed for 2011 was simply the calm in between monsoon seasons. And I thoroughly enjoyed the year that was, both the good and the bad in it.
My favourite Christmas movie is, unsurprisingly for those who know me, the 2003 British romantic comedy, “Love Actually,” from the same team that brought us “Four Weddings and a Funeral.” I mean, I love the classics like “It’s a Wonderful Life” and all the other animated movies on Christmas, but “Love Actually” is my go-to film around this time of the year (and admittedly, around three times more during the rest of the year).
There’s no sublime message, deeper meaning or philosophical discourse present here. It is what it is: the stories of different people in different situations during the time of year when that one greatest thing humans are capable of is best manifested – love.
Because December’s here, it’s going to be a month of Christmas posts.
My favourite Christmas carol has always been “The Little Drummer Boy.” The first time I heard it was on my dad’s cassette tape when I was around five or six years old (ode to the days of yore when cassette decks ruled). It was initially the slow bass at the beginning of the song that got me – it sounded so grand and…big, like it was really heralding this earth-shaking event. Also, I got a kick out of all the “pa-rum-pum-pum-pums.”
My roommate loves to cook, which is great because I love to eat. Her most recent foray was into making naan bread. Since she didn’t take her chapati maker from home with her when she decided to move, she had to make it by hand and in a frypan. Watching her, the process looked surprisingly easy and as such, we were able to triumphantly spurn the evils of fastfood for a day to enjoy homemade shawarma (thank you, Tony Stark).
With that in mind, I found this video for garlic naan bread that looks really delicious. Must have my roommate try her hand at this next time.
From “Ready, Steady, Eat”